Chapter 1045

Richard modreza made a preemptive strike, his body was sharp and cut violently with a sword!

His sword, with retro style and advanced technology, is a rare and best sword.

The broad blade is thick, and the two handed chop can play a strong role.

Richard had excellent talent, and his physical quality was very abnormal even in the blood clan. His muscles were symmetrical and full of strength, and his blood gas exploded to the extreme. How terrible was the sword potential of this sword?

The younger generation of blood clan disciples are amazed. Even some older generation of blood clan feel inferior.

When he came up, he hurt the killer. It was obvious that Richard hated Chris Moz, and he would cut off his dog's head with a sword.

Klimoz's pretty face flashed a trace of surprise, but her body did not move and did not dodge. She only fixed her two beautiful eyes on each other's eyes.

When Richard attacked kremoz, naturally he had to look at kremoz.

But he knew that the other party was a very powerful spiritual warlock, and her eyes were probably the main medium for her to launch her spiritual skill. When he saw klimoz staring at herself, he immediately closed his eyes and continued to swing the sword by feeling and inertia!

However, he found something wrong. In his perception, the flow rate of time seemed to slow down. The powerful sword with both strength and speed should have been cut early, but it could not be cut down all the time, as if his action had been slowed down a hundred times.

No, isn't she a psychic? How can she control the flow of time?

Suddenly, I heard a call in my ear: "Richard..."

This... This is the voice of my sister Isabella?!!

No, it's an illusion, sister. She hasn't

"Richard, let's go home..."

"Richard, open your eyes and see, I'm ready..."

"Richard, don't you want to see me?"

Isabella's voice is so gentle, like the breeze in the rose garden, soft and sweet.

Richard could not help but opened his eyes.

The space in front of me seems to have changed

Here is no longer a broken valley. There are no more onlookers all over the mountains and valleys around. There are no more guest girls with mysterious temperament and long skirts dragging the ground. What they see is full of flowers and what they smell is refreshing flower fragrance.

Bright red rose, thorny rose.

And he was in the rose garden.

At first, he was shocked and doubted that he had entered a dreamland.

However, he couldn't find a way to prove that it was illusory or true.

Because of the bright colors and quiet fragrance, everything is so real and natural.

And when he was walking, he let the thorns of rose branches scratch the back of his hand intentionally or unintentionally. The skin was damaged and bled, and the pain was also very real. The blood was licked with his tongue. It was fishy, sweet, slightly salty and rusty. It was real blood!

He was confused. Isn't this an illusion? The experience of trying to collect criminal evidence and waiting for klimoz to show up and kill is an illusion?

By the way, where's Isabella?

Then he saw a wooden house among the flowers in front.

A simple but elegant cabin.

Well... Isn't that the secret base where I had a long tryst with Isabella?

How many crazy and beautiful spring events have taken place in that wooden house.

At the door of the wooden house, there was a gorgeous woman.

Although the woman's face was beautiful and pure, it looked a little tender, but Richard knew that her body was mature, just like a ripe pomegranate, glittering with an attractive luster like a gem.

Although the woman was dressed like a noble and arrogant swan, Richard knew what a charming body was under the bustling clothes. Her skin was tight, her chest was straight, her waist was thin, her lower abdomen was flat, her slender legs were solid and powerful, and her soul was broken